'How ironic.'
The immortals stood at the boundary of the vast plaza, their beautiful and youthful figures drowning in the stark darkness cast by the tall buildings of the Eternal City. Only their eyes glistened like cold silver stars, reflecting the light of the magnificent spires.
They seemed to be studying the Shadow Legion with curious smiles… but that was an illusion. By now, Sunny knew that their smiles were merely masks that these abominations wore to resemble humans.
There was nothing human about them, though.
Now that he could see them clearer, he noticed things that had escaped him during the frenetic battle with the fiend who had welcomed them to the city. Something moved under their supple skin from time to time, as if straining to escape, and their breathtaking faces turned monstrous for a split second now and then.
